Oh Mah Gawd

Oh mah gawd 🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

Can you write something where Konig and his girlfriend are cuddling, she’s fallen asleep and Konig can’t help but fuck her while she sleeps, she’s just to pretty to resist. Maybe she wakes up to a an overstimulating orgasm 🤷‍♀️🫣

It's dangerous to fall asleep around such a horny man.🤭

König x Sleeping!Reader (fem)

MDNI🔞

Master List

>cw: fem/afab, somnophilia, p in v, fingering, unprotected

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After coming home from a long day at work, König finds you in bed, his eyes scanning your short nightgown before he crashes next to you. You put your book down and turn to him, rubbing your hand along his back.

“Hard day?” 

“Ja, terrible.” He mumbles into the pillow he’s lying face down on. “I need you.”

You scoot down and lay your head on the pillows behind you, tapping your belly for him to rest his head there. Slowly he crawls to you, resting his head on you and kissing your stomach. He takes his time to breathe in your scent. 

Your fingers comb through his messy blonde hair as you close your eyes. The windows open and the sound of the wind lulls you into a deep sleep. After a while, your fingers slow to a stop and your breathing becomes deeper. König turns his head to look at you as your hand gently slides off his head. 

A small smile comes across his lips as he sees your eyes closed. Your mouth slightly opens as you sleep looking like an angel. His gaze lingered for a few minutes before turning his head back. Slowly, he moved his calloused hand up your smooth thigh, lightly squeezing your supple flesh. Inching his hand closer and closer until he pulls up your nightgown more, exposing your lilac cotton panties. 

König caresses the soft fabric, moving his finger over the slit of your pussy he feels through the fabric. Slowly, he can feel the fabric get wet. He smirks to himself, adjusting your panties to the side. His thick fingers run up and down your folds, listening to the sounds of your wet cunt.

Slowly, he slips two of his fingers inside your tight pussy, turning his head to look at your face. As he shoves his fingers past his two digits, he watches you for a reaction. You stay asleep peacefully, unaware he is fingering you. He withdraws his fingers and looks at your creamy cum, bringing it up to his nose to smell. 

Trying to not move the bed too much, he stands off the bed. Sucking you off of his fingers as undoes his pants with one hand. His cock springs from his boxers as they drop, kicking them off on to the side of the floor. He climbs back on the bed, using his knees to spread your legs apart. 

His hands pull the neckline of your dress down, exposing your breasts as they pool while you lie there asleep. Fingers slowly rubbing small circles around your nipple as his other hand rubs his cock over your slippery pussy. Usually, he would wear a condom since you never got on birth control. He figured this would be the best opportunity to try your pussy raw.

Finally, he pushes his hips forward. His pale blue eyes studying your face to see if you’d sleep through his cock being shoved in, or even react. The gummy texture of your cunt squeezing around his cock was the best feeling he could have ever imagined. He bucks his hips forward, your pussy struggling to accept him. With his free hand he startes to make small circles around your tiny clit, trying to relax you more.

His eyes dart back to your face as your head moves to the side; he was worried you were waking up and would tell him to stop. All you did was turn your head and rub your eyes a little. With slow rocks he continued to try and force his cock all the way inside of you. Heavy breaths leaving his lips as he gazes down at his cock becoming shiny from your arousal, your clit swelling from the pleasure of being rubbed. 

Leaning his body forward over you, he places his arms on either side of your shoulders, hands gently holding them, and buries his face in the crook of your neck. His hips pull back far before he pushes forward with force, but not enough to wake you. He can feel more of his cock as slipped in before he does it again, harder this time, causing König to whimper phatically as he bottoms out. Moving his hips back all the way again, he slams his cock back into your pussy. 

He knows he shouldn’t be doing this, but he just can’t stop. Especially now that he knows what you feel like raw. Your warmth enveloping him as he feels his balls tighten, the feeling of your sopping wet arousal dripping down his cock to his balls. 

He leans up, without pulling out, grabs one of your legs and moves it over. Once you’re on your side, König’s hands dig into the supple flesh of your ass, beginning to bully his cock into your pulsing walls. He watches as you turn your face into the pillow more. Small mewls leaving your half-asleep lips. The sound of your wet cunt getting louder. You wake up moaning out, your hands grasping the bed sheets as your eyes finally meet his gaze. 

“König...” Your voice sounds so sleepy yet erotic it only drives König wild. Your walls tighten around him, lightly bouncing yourself back on him.

His cock twitches deep inside of you, releasing every drop of his seed; your name leaving his lips. As he pulls out, your eyes widen seeing there’s no condom on his cock. With anger you shout at him. 

“Did you cum in me?!”

Hey yall in the COD fandom.🤭🤭..if any of yall are artists could someone possibly uh.. either make orrr link some art that would be good to use for a lil uh... body pillow that would be great, 👀👀👀my requests are price and ghost and konig. ❤️❤️🥺🥺🥺

(Please no like full nudity, I still live with my parents yall, I don't need em to like question my sanity.)💀💀💀🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️

Shirtless is fine but keep them undies on!! 👀👀Also ghost better keep his mask on for both sides same with konig.. so um if yall need some like compensation I could write yall a lil sum sum👀👀, or I could even draw yall something! 🦖😶(I just don't got no money for yall and I'm starving for some body pillows cause they lacking in that department.🧍‍♀️)

(PS it would only be used for personal use, I promise I won't use it for monetary gains)😚😚😚

Either dm me or tag me if you do it! Or reblog this with it attached. I'm actually sobbing because there's like nothing good for any of the characters I want and I'm so sad rn

Alright who was gonna tell me that Lewis Pullman, that beautiful man, was in the boy band, attaboy. Cause I just found this while listening to Spotify on my TV and just saw him on the screen. 🧍‍♀️

Sobbing rn 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

I would like to ask permission to beg for more bodyguard!price. I’ve only ever seen Ghost and Christ almighty that post you made makes me only want age difference bodyguard!price forever

thinking about famous!reader who grew up in the spotlight so they’re just not very well-adjusted to johns kind nature

c/w: reader is a little unhinged and insecure, reader has mommy and daddy issues, is touch-starved and just wants to be loved, crying, slight nsfw, implied age gap, suggestive content, as always mdni

you really are kind soul, you’re just in the wrong line of business for someone with such genuine intent. you just want to make music, make people happy, sing your heart out and perform but life has a funny way of working out for people

this was never supposed to be your whole life, at most you wanted a little band that met up every thursday and shared new lyrics or riffs. however, with a winning combination of talent and an overbearing mother, you became a big name

you got swept up in tours, launch parties, award ceremonies and red carpets before you knew it. left you no time for a real life. all your relationships were manufactured up in press meetings about how to boost your reputation or sloppy hook-ups in the bathroom at whatever club you snuck off too in whatever country you’re touring in

john felt bad for you, he really did. that’s why he indulged your behaviour. you’ve never had a real positive influence in your short little life :( how else are you supposed to react when this man comes along? calling you sweet names, keeps a protective hand on you at all times, dedicates his entire life to keep you safe

if he wants to act like a husband then you’ll just have to treat him like one. that’s why you’ve taken to bringing him a glass of ridiculously overpriced scotch in your dressing room after each concert, placing yourself in his lap right afterwards with no shame whatsoever. he knows he should push you off, it’s the right thing to do

“did you like my performance tonight?” you ask, staring straight at him with an expectant smile. you give him exactly two seconds to answer before you hat your eyelids nervously, “what’s wrong with your drink? you’ve barely touched it.”

he didn’t have the heart to tell you that the expensive bottle you bought was being wasted each time you fill the tumbler with crushed ice before pouring the liquor in, completely diluting the flavours and aromas. so he just gives you smile, hand coming up to pinch your cheek in a way that makes your thighs clench before he raises his glass and takes a few generous sips of the scotch to make you happy

“you were amazing, love…” he grunts out, adjusting his hips with you sit on his lap. you pout at his response, wiggling your hips to get more comfortable and he curses his body when he feels his cock chub up against his thigh

“that’s all? I made the hair stylist try something different. didn’t you like it? didn’t you think I looked pretty on stage tonight? if i’ve upset you, you can just tell me you don’t need to act like this…” you ramble off, tears welling up in your lashline with a speed that can only make john sigh

his spare hand comes to rub up and down your back, pressing kisses behind your ear whilst he shushes you quietly. “don’t get so worked up. no need for one of your strops tonight.”

you shoot him a mean glare, one that might terrify literally anyone but him. he knows you’re all bark and no bite. you just need a firm hand to keep you nice and sweet. he’s not against offering that to you, as long as you don’t get the wrong idea :(

he’s definitely not encouraging it, he tells himself when he puts his drink down and manhandles you closer to him. letting you curl up against his chest and sniffle against the material of his dress shirt. he nuzzles his cheek on the top of your head before placing a kiss there

he knows you’re not trying to be a brat, you just want his validation. you want him to tell you how good you are and how you can be better. he can smell your insecurities no matter how much you try and bury them deep inside

he’ll shut this down soon, tell you not to let this become more than a silly crush. but not tonight, he reminds himself. tonight, he’ll do what you pay him to do which is to protect you from anything and anyone. if in his arms is where you feel safe, who is he to deny that?

@ me because of many fictional characters I will not name ahem ahem cough cough

My love for older men/dilfs 🤝 John motherfucking Price